Monday, February 26, 2007

why, why, why???

why do dogs roll on grotesque and disgustingly stinking things? Walking Billy at noon, he was drawn to a pile of leaves for a sniff and before I could react, he had flung himself full force onto the pile, rolling and squirming in a lustful paroxysm of joy. I heard the squirt of fluid from the decomposing horror beneath those leaves and suddenly he was covered with a thick wash of yellowish fluid with a stink like hell's outhouse. But it was the look in his eyes that was sickening beyond my ability to describe: he looked drunk, mouth open and panting, standing there covered in yellow goo. My baby looked lustful and wanton, as if he'd engaged in unbridled and licentious sexual behavior and could barely stand post-romp. Eeeeuuuuwwwwww does not begin to describe it. Why do they do this??

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Anonymous Tater said...

HA HA HA! Funny Post! Especially like the "yellowish fluid with a stink like hell's outhouse." Very nice. What an awesome pic of that cute little stinky pup, I think I'm in love. Honestly hon, I don't know why the hell it's such a rush for them, but my little girl does the same damn thing. Yesterday, I actually caught her trying to eat rabbit shit. I wonder what my girl thinks when I decide to wear cologne?

February 26, 2007 1:56 PM  
Blogger Debra said...

I understand that scents like that feel protective and warrior-like to the dogs, as if the worst smelling is the baddest ass. Certainly if one of the dog's predators was hunting him down, rolling in shit would protect him from being tracked on smell alone. Others have suggested for dogs, bad smells are like perfume. Still others confess that the dog rolling in awful smells remains as mysterious to us as we do to them (the dogs, that is, not other commentators).

February 26, 2007 2:20 PM  
Blogger Lotuslander said...

Oh funny Lynette. What makes it more strange is dog's have a 100 times more the sense of smell we have. Is it to disguise themselves maybe so they can enter another dog's territory and jump someone elses food and bitches?

February 26, 2007 5:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Our olfactory limits guarantee that we'll never know.


February 26, 2007 10:12 PM  
Blogger evilganome said...

I almost wet myself on this one Lynette! When I was with #3 we used to take Maud to the beach, out on the cape. The first order of the day was to find a dead skate to roll on. As for tasty snacks out of the catbox, we won't even go there. Disgusting? Yeah, but you love them anyway, and you know they think they're being really funny when they do it. I agree with those who say that dogs can smile.

February 27, 2007 10:26 AM  
Blogger Michael said...

We had a dog with this problem when I was growing up. My mother asked the vet why she did this and the vet explained it's a way of covering up their own scent and disguising themselves, to which my mother asked "Couldn't we just get her a trench coat and glasses?"

February 27, 2007 12:10 PM  
Blogger Catharine said...

"Dear Mom:

Sorry I rolled in the lovely, aromatic substance that seemed to have such a terrible effect on you this morning. I can't really explain why I was drawn to it, but it was as if something (like a quarter of a million years of genetic programming) seemed to drive me to that very spot in the pile of leaves, and no other.

No matter, though. I know you love me regardless of how I smell, which is why I feel free to roll in viscousy, rotting things, then look as if I just caught a glimpse of Angelina Jolie in her skivvies. (Not that I'm really *in* to Angelina, you understand, but she and Brad have the cutest little Schnauzer and... But, I digress).

This is really a note of apology, so I'll stick to it. Sorry about the yellow gunk. I'll try my best not to find every toxic substance in the neighborhood when we walk together. But know that sometimes, I just can't help myself.


The Billster (<-what the other dogs call me when we get together for poker night)

February 27, 2007 4:29 PM  
Blogger Ms. Place said...

Because it feels so good. Now I smell as aromatic as the doggie asses I sniff in polite greeting. And as good doggie ettiquette dictates, I MUST next roll onto your bed and under your clean sheets.

How did your dog teach my dog to do all that across the ether?

February 27, 2007 7:00 PM  
Anonymous lynette said...

you all are too funny. glad it's not just my little beast. dogs are really everything horrid: they smell ripe on a good day, wretched on a bad one, they lick and scratch and have those little lipsticks that come out at the most inopportune moments. it's hard to explain the hook, but our two have my heart.

February 27, 2007 8:20 PM  

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